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April 29, 2004

But the wine and the song…

Enough with politics, though. Tonight I’m going to relax and watch Chinatown and The Two Jakes. Back to back. Because I’ve earned it. On an unrelated note: yes, we did, didn’t we Terry…? We had joy, we had fun, we had seasons in the sun… I’m glad you tracked me down, guy. I mean, what’s it been? — twenty, twenty-five years? Let’s meet for a beer or something this weekend.

Et tu, tu quoque?

Steven Den Beste has a detailed post in which he examines all manner of contemporary political rhetoric built upon tu quoque — a fallacy of argument so common these days that it’s become a sort of conditioned preamble to the bulk of Democratic partisan discourse, it seems. Notes Den Beste: […] here at home, I see another place where the truth needs to be told. The putative Democratic candidate for

L.A. times

“…Your ‘Pottery Barns’ are dens of iniquity, your ‘Restoration Hardwares’ the gathering places for demons, Jews, and false profits. And don’t even get us started on your ‘Chick-fil-As’, with their delicious, deep-fried tenders and their evil honey-mustard dipping sauce, peace be upon us…”

Moldy Oldies

Q: What do you get when you cross Frank Lautenberg and a 200 lb. rooster? A: Two enormous cocks. **** More and more. Honestly, I don’t know how some of these Democrats are able to look at themselves in the mirror. I really don’t.

Re:  Point Number 4

Oh, “fisk-ing…” With a “k”. I thought you said something else entirely. And I was about to be all like, “why don’t you keep your government jackboots out of my bedroom, you crazy, Buckleyfied, rightwing Indian.” Never mind then. Carry on. *** h/t Emily.

Scenes from the 9-11 Commission Hearings, Private Session, The Oval Office, continued.

All participants, in unison: “‘…Well I got me a fine wife, I got me a fiddle, when the sun

Copy editing

Dear United States of America — Fuck you. I hate your culture, I hate your people, I hate your goverment. XBoxes are cool, though. Now give me my financial aid check, bitch. Sincerely, Rene Gonzalez PS. And you best find me a job, too. You owe me. Because, y’know, Clint Eastwood shot a gun in that movie — and because I’m from Puerto Rico and all. Asshole. **** QandO has

Scenes from the 9-11 Commission Hearings, Private Session, The Oval Office

Jamie Gorelick: “Mr. President, Mr. Vice President, let’s begin, if we might, by addressing a few of these July and August 2001 intelligence briefings –“ Alberto Gonzales: “– Uh, Madame Commissioner? As counsel for the President, I’d like to remind the commission members that this is not a criminal proceeding –“ Jamie Gorelick: “– I’m aware of that, Mr. Gonzales –“ Alberto Gonzales: “– that this is not some, y’know,